This is a circular square.

The square is not big, there are only a few people here and there, the floor is covered with gray tiles, it is cleaned very well, but for some reason it still gives people a dirty feeling.

The sky was gloomy, the air was stuffy and heavy, and it was sticky and wrapped on the bare skin, making people very uncomfortable, as if a storm was about to come.

Ning Zishan stood in the middle of the square, holding a paper bag full of red apples in his arms. He looked up at the sky, and then looked down at the long green dress he was wearing, with a bewildered expression.

He didn't know where this was, and he didn't know why he suddenly appeared here. He couldn't think of any useful information except knowing his name, being an employee of an ordinary company, and being definitely not a woman.

I lost my memory.Ning Zishan thought, maybe some sudden accident or accident caused intermittent amnesia, but why was he wearing women's clothing?

No matter what, you have to find out where you are first, and then find a hospital or something to check it out.

Fortunately, apart from a little dizziness in the head, there is no other discomfort in the body.

Just when Ning Zishan was about to ask the people nearby, an angry voice suddenly came from behind him, which startled him.

"Where is the beggar?" Ning Zishan turned his head and saw a group of people around a fruit stand not far behind him. The old beggar: "No money! Go away! Don't disturb my business!"

The old beggar turned his back to Ning Zishan, with a hunched figure, holding a branch that served as a walking stick in his hand. Ning Zishan couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, only his gray and slightly long hair was entangled on the top of his head like a bird's nest .

"The sacrifice is about to begin..." The old beggar's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if there was a handful of sand stuck in his throat: "The devil is about to descend, and everyone will become its sacrifice..."

"A devil? What a devil? I think you look like a devil!" The fruit stand owner frowned: "Did you hear me telling you to leave? If you don't leave, I'm going to get rough!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, exposing his muscular forearms, and waved at the old beggar.

The old beggar, who was about to say something more, immediately let out a huff in fright, and shrank his neck back. His already stooped body immediately became thinner and smaller. He trembled, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or angry. Like a candle in the wind, Ning Zishan even suspected that if it wasn't for the branch in his hand, he would have shaken himself to pieces.

"If you don't listen to me, you will regret it!" The old beggar stepped back slowly, glanced at the crowd, and repeated: "You will all regret it!"

"Bah! Crazy!" The fruit stall owner spat at the old man's back: "It's so unlucky! I don't have many orders, and I met an old lunatic!"

The crowd dispersed, Ning Zishan looked away, and was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

Ning Zishan turned his head and saw a middle-aged man wearing a brown long-sleeved shirt. The man was slightly fat and smiled kindly. He said, "Miss Xue, why are you still here? Your fiancé, Mr. Rafael, is still here." I'm waiting for you at the door of the hotel, you should go back quickly, it's going to rain soon."

Miss Xue?fiancé?Are men talking to themselves?

Ning Zishan looked at him suspiciously, and took a half step back warily.

The man was a little surprised by his defense. He put away his smile and turned to worry: "Miss Xue, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

The man's brows lowered slightly, he didn't look malicious, and his worry didn't seem to be feigned. It seemed that he should know himself, but why did he call himself "Miss Xue"?

Is this why I wear women's clothing?

Ning Zishan's brain turned around quickly, and then said to the man: "I'm really feeling a little uncomfortable right now..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ning Zishan was stunned for a moment. Although he couldn't change his voice, the words that came out of his mouth were thin and crisp, obviously not the voice a man should have, so he didn't put on women's clothes , but turned into a woman?

The sudden discovery completely overturned his three views, so that Ning Zishan was stunned on the spot.

"Miss Xue?" The man's voice brought back Ning Zishan's consciousness: "You seem to be in a very bad condition, do you need me to help you sit next to you for a while?"

"No, no need." Ning Zishan waved his hand: "Where is the hospital here? I'll just go to the doctor myself."

"There is no hospital in the town." The man replied, "If Ms. Xue wants to see a doctor, she can go back to the hotel to find Mr. Raphael, and ask him to accompany you to the hospital in the next town."

Ning Zishan refused: "No, I can go by myself..."

He was interrupted by the man before he finished speaking: "No! Miss Xue, your current condition is really bad, and the road to Linzhen is also relatively long. In case something happens to you on the way, Mr. Raphael You will definitely blame me, as an innkeeper, I must be responsible for the safety of my guests, and I cannot let you leave alone!"

Ning Zishan frowned, it seemed that he had to meet Mr. Raphael today.So he compromised and said: "Okay, I will go back to the hotel first, but my natural sense of direction is not very good, I seem to be a little lost, can you please point me in the direction?"

"Of course." The man finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said courteously, "There are many alleys in our town, and the roads are intricate. First-time tourists often go the wrong way."

As he spoke, the man showed a troubled expression again: "Actually, I'd be happy to take you back, but I have something urgent..."

Ning Zishan hurriedly said: "It's okay, I can go back by myself."

"Okay." The man said: "In this way, you first go straight along the road on the left, turn right at the third intersection, and turn right at the end and you will see the hotel gate."

"Okay, thank you." Ning Zishan thanked the man, turned around and walked towards the road on the left. After walking a few steps, his expression twisted slightly - he didn't feel much when he just stood there , Now as soon as he walks, the feeling of emptiness between his legs becomes extraordinarily strong, which makes him feel very uncomfortable, and he is a little more certain about his cognition as a man.

The sky seems to be a little cloudier than before, and the clouds are so thick that they seem to be pressed down at any time.

The road the man pointed to Ning Zishan was a cement road, about two meters wide, with two rows of houses neatly lined up on both sides. Through observation along this road, Ning Zishan found that all the houses here are white two-story Small buildings, and as the man said, there are many and straight lanes of different widths between houses. The widest place can easily pass a truck, while the narrowest place can only allow one person to pass sideways. To be honest, this layout makes the town look like a messy sliced ​​cake, which looks very uncomfortable.

I don't know what to think about when planning it in the first place.

And under this peculiar layout, a tall red building in the distance looks particularly abrupt. Judging from the huge cross on the roof of the building, Ning Zishan guessed that it should be a church.

"Turn right at the third intersection..." Ning Zishan muttered as he turned into the third intersection. This alley was much narrower than the one just now, just enough for a person to pass through.

Except for the sky and the ground, Ning Zi's good eyesight is all white. The uncomfortable feeling before has not been alleviated, but has been magnified several times, even giving him the illusion of being lured into a white coffin. In order to get rid of this discomfort, Ning Zishan couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Just when he was about to walk to the end, a figure suddenly turned out from the white corner. Ning Zishan froze in his footsteps, and found that the person was actually the old beggar who had just been driven away from the fruit stand.

Even though the alley was too narrow for the two to pass side by side, even though Ning Zishan could walk out of the alley to make way for him in a few steps, the old man acted as if he hadn't seen him, and he didn't have any intention of waiting for a while. The tree branch walked towards Ning Zishan tremblingly with its head down.

An unpleasant smell began to permeate the air, like the smell of domestic garbage that had not been processed for a long time.

Ning Zishan turned his head and looked at the way he came from. He could walk out of this unpleasant alley in a few steps. It was impossible to get out. He definitely didn't want to walk here a second time, so he was about to rub shoulders with the old beggar. When passing by, Ning Zishan chose to stick himself against the wall sideways, trying to stagger away from the old beggar.

The stench became stronger as the old beggar approached. Ning Zishan held his breath subconsciously and stared at him for a moment. When the old beggar walked in front of him, he suddenly stopped, raised his head, and looked up with a pair of cloudy eyes. Meeting his gaze, Ning Zishan finally saw his face clearly.

It was a dark and thin face, the lines cut deep into his shriveled skin like dried orange peels on a skeleton.

Ning Zishan shivered involuntarily in the stale and dull air.

But soon the old beggar's empty eyes moved away from his face, and turned to the apple he held in his arms, and then Ning Zishan heard a loud swallowing sound.

"Do you want to eat?" Ning Zishan took out an apple from the bag and handed it to him tentatively.

The old beggar took the apple, but still had no intention of leaving, his eyes seemed to be glued to the paper bag containing the apple.

Ning Zishan thought for a while, and handed the whole bag of apples in front of him: "Neng, I'll give you all."

This time the old beggar's reaction was much more intense, he grabbed the paper bag like a snatcher, and hugged it in his arms, moving quickly as if Ning Zishan would regret it if he slowed down a bit.

"Thank you, you are such a good man." The old beggar put the first apple he received into the bag, looked carefully again, and slowly grinned, revealing a mouthful of uneven black and yellow teeth, and raised his head again Looking at Ning Zishan, the deep wrinkles in the skin were like wounds, cutting his face into pieces, making his smile even more horrifying, and he asked: "Do you know the devil's sacrifice?" ?"

Before Ning Zishan could answer, the old beggar suddenly moved his face closer to him, and said mysteriously in a low voice: "Someone used people from this town to sacrifice to the devil, and everyone in this town is a sacrifice."

Ning Zishan frowned, shrunk his neck back, and wanted to distance himself from the powerful face of the old beggar, but after saying that, the old beggar quickly returned to his original position, and he continued to say : "Everyone in the town thinks I am crazy, no one believes me, but I think you are a good person, so I give you a piece of advice, before the sacrificial ceremony starts, leave this place as soon as possible, maybe you can get it back One life."

After speaking, he shook his head, and squeezed past Ning Zishan sideways.

"But if the ceremony has already started, how can I leave?" This question was blurted out almost instantly. In fact, when the old beggar said something about demons and sacrifices, Ning Zishan had already returned him to the old beggar. He was classified into the category of mentally abnormal people, and he didn't know why he asked such a question.

The old beggar turned his back slowly, with a half-smile expression: "Then find the place where life and death are connected. I almost forgot, since I took your apple, I will give you one A gift."

As the old beggar said, he leaned the branch against the wall, groped around with his free hand for a while, then took out a piece, held it in his hand and handed it to Ning Zishan.

Ning Zishan looked at the skinny hand that was stretched out in front of him that was full of black dirt between the fingers, he hesitated for a moment, but still took it.

It is an irregularly shaped cyan stone, half the size of a palm, with a red rune engraved on the stone.

"What's the use of this?" Ning Zishan raised his head and found that the old beggar had gone far away.

Are the old man's legs so fast?Ning Zishan thought for a while, but gave up the idea of ​​chasing after him and asking, put the stone in his pocket, and walked out of the alley.

After exiting the alley and turning right, Ning Zishan saw the white two-story building 30 meters ahead, with a hotel plaque hanging on it.

Ning Zishan breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly realized a problem. When he was in the square before, he clearly remembered that the old beggar was driven away by the fruit stand owner and walked to the right, which was the opposite road to what the middle-aged man pointed out to him. , and now the end of this road is tightly blocked by hotels, so how did that old beggar get in front of him just now?

A drop of rain fell from the thick clouds, and it just landed on Ning Zishan's forehead, bringing a icy chill, and then more raindrops formed black dots on the road at his feet.

It started to rain.

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_(:з」∠)_ After so long, I finally started a new article!It won't be too scary, after all, the author is very cowardly, I hope the little cuties will support it.

PS. Shou turned into a sister paper is only needed for the dungeon (I will not admit that it is my bad taste), and the second dungeon will be restored.

Anli Jiyou's text

"Reborn with my ex-husband" by Xiaohuo

Yu Huan was forced to wear a ring by a lunatic.

I was forced to get a marriage certificate by a lunatic again.

He was also forced by a lunatic.

In a car accident, the lunatic died.

Yu Huanxi happily ran: see you again!

Before he finished laughing, the lunatic suddenly cheated on the corpse and dragged him to die together.

Yu Huan: Mother Gan Lin! !

After rebirth, he returned to the pinnacle of his life.

His front desk is the future Golden Horse Award winner!His back desk is the future popular traffic floret!On his left is the future CEO of the Fortune [-]!to his right...

He looked at Shen He, and Shen He also looked over: "It's your husband."

Yu Huan: ...

Double life, attacking as usual.

Possessive, gentle and scum pretending to be a pig, eating a tiger, shaking s attack x, scumbag and playful, the young master is irritable and suffers.

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